Chapter 147

Although the command of the sixty or seventy thousand yellow scarves was chaotic and the equipment was backward, it was terrible to fight a trapped animal. They gathered in the streets and houses in the city to resist the attack of the army.

Huang Fu Song did not change his face and ordered: "set fire! Since the yellow scarf thieves can't come out, burn them! "

At this time, in addition to more than 60000 yellow turban thieves, there were more than 100000 family members of the Yellow turban thieves in the city. However, huangfusong was a man who could build a Beijing temple. Naturally, he could not be merciful to these unarmed old and weak people.

Without hesitation, the officers and soldiers moved all the fodder from the Yellow turban thief's food and grass out of the city, piled them on the house, and threw a torch on it. Several rows of houses immediately burned up. For a moment, the whole Quyang city seemed to be a city of fire. The countless leaping flames were no longer like dancing spirits, but turned into a devil with a big mouth and swallowed it up Countless lives.

The fire was burning, and Huang Fu Song's face turned red, and the screams from the streets and alleys were one after another.

"Ah! It's so hot. I'm so hot. "

"Come out, my mother."

"Run away and leave me alone!"

Hundreds of thousands of fresh lives disappeared in front of him. Rao Shi, such as Liu Ye, who was decisive in the battle, was also a bit impatient. He could not help but stop looking away.

When a general is successful and his bones are withered, the stepping stone at the foot of a famous general should be the corpses and blood of the defeated soldiers, not the unarmed old and weak women and children. If the people of the state of Zhao were not killed in the first battle of Changping, but 400000 Zhao people, would they still be respected as the four famous generals of the Warring States period?

Huang Fu song seems to notice Liu Ye's strangeness and pats him on the shoulder.

"Did Yu Qing feel that Ben would be too cruel?"

Liu Ye didn't nod. He just said, "the Yellow turban bandits make trouble. If they kill them, they will kill them. How can these hundred thousand old and weak women and children be unarmed? How can a man of seven feet do it?"

Huang Fu Song is ha ha a smile: "can Yu Qing know Wu Zixu's old story?"

"Please Lang will solve the puzzle."

Huangfu song stood beside Liu Ye: "King Ping of Chu killed Prince Jian, and Wu she, the great Fu, was also implicated. Together with Wu Shang and Wu Zixu, they both wanted to kill him. Wu she, Wu Shang and his son were both killed. King Ping of Chu ordered a strict investigation of Wu Zixu, but Wu Zixu fled to the state of Wu and was highly valued by King Helu of Wu. Later, Wu Zixu led his troops to the capital of Chu with his soldiers, shengsun Wu, and was disgraced. At this time, King Ping of Chu was dead. In order to avenge his revenge, Wu Zixu dug the tomb of the king of Chu and whipped his corpse for three hundred to avenge his father and brother. "

Huang Fu Song sighed and pointed to the burning house: "Yuqing, you see, there are tens of thousands of young children among the families of the Yellow turban thieves. If we don't kill them today, how can we know that in the future there will be another Wu Zixu to dig the tomb of this general, or even the mausoleum of the previous emperors of the Han Dynasty?"

"Cut the grass and remove the roots!" Huangfu song patted Liu Ye on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Liu Ye exhaled a foul breath: "I will be taught at the end of the day."

Huang Fu Song smiles and turns to look at the burning house in the fire.

"Newspaper!"

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and a member of the soldiers stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "report to general Lang that thousands of yellow turban thieves fled from the city gate and left for the north."

Huang Fu Song frowned and was about to give an order. Liu Ye immediately asked: "general Lang, the overall situation of Quyang city has been decided. How about a certain cavalry to pursue it?"

"Well, if you let go of the yellow scarf thief, you can go back to the mountain after all."

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A few miles to the north of Quyang City, more than 3000 yellow turban bandits who were defeated all the way to the north and looked back from time to time. The burning fire in Quyang city made the air temperature rise several degrees. It seems that you can still feel it outside the city.

"Brother Zhou, where are we going to escape?"

"Certainly, Hedong will do. There are tens of thousands of troops in zhangniujiao of Heishan army and Baibo army in Hedong. At that time, we may not be able to make a comeback and avenge the Digong general!"

The man was tall and big, with a face like black charcoal just taken out from the bottom of the pot, holding a long knife in his hand. Although he didn't ride a horse, he ran like a tiger.

"Where are we going

Zhou Cang snorted: "maybe the officers and soldiers will come after us. They will run to the mountains and hide for a while to avoid the storm. Then we will discuss whether to go to the black mountain army or the white wave army."

Three thousand yellow scarf thieves always admired the brave and brave man with black face. Now that the general of Digong died, he had no idea, so he went with him. More than 3000 people went north all the way, looking back from time to time to see if there were any pursuers.

Suddenly, beside the road ahead, a man suddenly jumped up and ran. Zhou Cang was surprised and stretched out his hand and said, "where are the bows and arrows?"

Next to him, a pair of ox horn bow was handed to Zhou Cang's hand. He pulled a pair of ox horn bow into the shape of a full moon with his bow and arrow, and the arrow shot out.

Unfortunately, although Zhou Cang was powerful, he could not see clearly at night. Therefore, the arrow fell into the long grass, but was escaped by the man.

A group of yellow scarf thieves around Zhou Cang were in a mess and yelled."Have we been discovered by the army?"

"It's over. I'll die now."

"Brother Zhou, what to do?"

Zhou Cang was so upset by the noise that he became very angry: "all shut up and listen to me!"

"This fellow fled northward and didn't go to Quyang city. It seems that he was not the officers and soldiers under old Huangfu. Don't be alarmed. We'll try to escape into the mountains."

When they heard Zhou Cang's reasonable explanation, they were convinced, so they continued to follow Zhou Cang and head north all the way.

The man who ran away ran with all his strength, ran to the two hills, gasped for breath and stopped, bent down, pressed his hands on his knees, raised his head and called out, "big brother, meaningful brother."

"Zhou Cheng, what do you want to shout? Come up and talk."

Zhou Cheng used both hands and feet to run to the hills and hills. There were more than a hundred people on the grass in front of him. Just now, the figure of the man who had just called out appeared in the moonlight, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, upright facial features, broad shoulders and thick waist, was like a man of Yanzhao.

"Brother Junyi, thousands of yellow turban thieves have escaped from Quyang city and are running towards us. There are a lot of people."

Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, more than 100 people around him talked about it in succession.

"Thousands, too many?"

"That is, if hundreds of people are OK, we will add up to 300 people."

"Brother Junyi, or forget it? You can't lose your life here even if you have done meritorious deeds? "

Hearing the public's persuasion, the "meaningful elder brother" snorted.

"Shut up! When a man is born in troubled times, he must make contributions. I will arrange it. "

Hearing this, a group of people immediately stopped talking, but lowered their body shape to a lower level and concealed their body shape.